I carried my thoughts like worn stones in a basket ...

I climbed the steep slope to walk on Ballard Down - 

Below me were green fields - powerboats criss-crossed the shining bay - 

Yachts were moored close to the Bank Holiday shore - 

Dandelions were yellow stars upon the grass - 

I carried my thoughts like worn stones in a basket - 

13.00

Sunday 29 August 2016

Ballard Down

Studland 

Dorset